Chapter 49: I Lost Him

Vivian:

Two months later…

I put on my gray crisp suit, getting ready for my new day. A soft knock sounded on the door, and Rose appeared in the doorway. “Yes.”

“Sir, Ava is here to see you. Do you want me to refuse her?” She said in her faint voice. Rose was in her early sixties and a kind lady. She was like family to me and my daughter. She had always been loyal to me and I was happy to find her. Harley adored her.

“Ok, I'll be there.” I gave her a nod before adjusting my tie.

I didn’t want to see my sister because what she did to Alice was fucking unforgivable. I couldn’t believe she could do such kind of shit because she loved Henry. It had been two months since that incident happened, but still, it was lingering in my mind as if it all happened yesterday. I could hardly sleep seeing Alice’s condition. She was getting worse day by day as her hope was fading day by day.

I walked into my study room, where Ava was waiting for me. She was sitting on the couch, both hands locked together on her lap and her eyes fixed on the floor.

“What do you want?” I asked coldly.

She rose to her feet, walking over to me. “Hey.” she smiled weakly.

I ignored her greeting and grabbed the file and glanced through it, even though I didn’t know what to read. Just an excuse to ignore her innocent face.

“I need to talk to you,” she said nervously.

“You have two minutes.” I glanced at my watch. “I have a meeting. What do you want to talk about?”

“I-I feel guilty, bro. Everyone is hating me, no one wants to talk to me, even you…”

I didn’t give her a chance to complete herself and slammed the file on the desk, furious. “So what the fuck do you want, Ava? Do you want people to adore you despite what you did to Alice and Henry? This is fucking unforgivable, Ava!”

Henry died because of her stupidity.

“You know how much I loved Henry. I couldn't bear the pain of seeing him with another woman. How could I see his love for another woman? How could I see him having a child with another woman? You know very well how much I loved him, so why didn’t he love me back?” The fat tears rolled down her face. She was the girl I couldn’t see crying. She was my little sister. Sometimes I felt like I should forgive her, but after seeing Alice’s condition, I couldn’t do this if I ever wanted to.

She grabbed my hand. “Bro, please try to understand…”

“Your time is over, Ava.” I could give her more time, I could hear her feelings, but I didn't want to listen to her.

“Bro, please,” she begged me, but I didn’t feel an ounce of pain for her.

“If you weren’t my sister, I wouldn’t think twice before slamming two bullets into your brain,” I gritted out and stalked out of the room. I wasn’t ashamed of saying those words to my little sister because she deserves it. When she went into a coma. I was ready to kill Alice. I was ready to make her an everyday nightmare.

But I couldn't make myself do this because she was innocent. How could she take someone’s life? I thought she was a gold digger, but after seeing her at school, she proved me wrong. She was a lovable, selfless, and kind woman. I couldn't forget her selfless love for my daughter. How much she had changed our lives. How much she had filled love in our lives. But now, she was fucking shattered. Henry's death had shaken her.

*****

I pulled my car in front of Robinson’s house. I had come to check on Alice. I wasn’t the man to show sympathy and affection to anyone else, but for her, I could try.

I walked over to the door and rang the bell. After a few seconds, Joseph answered the door. Joseph was the only man who had been taking care of Alice for months.

“Mr. Miller. What can I do for you?” He asked politely.

“Where is Alice?”

“House backyard,” he said and stepped back, letting me in the house.

I nodded and headed towards the garden, where she was sitting on a bench, hugging her body and watching the sky blankly. She looked vulnerable and lost.

I strolled towards her. A small part of me felt responsible for the entire nightmare. If I hadn’t put a bomb in the warehouse, then this wouldn’t have happened. She wouldn’t have lost her husband.

I sat beside her and rubbed my palm, thinking about how to start a conversation. “How are you, Alice?”

Damn! This was a stupid question.

She raised her eyes at me, finally acknowledging my presence. “Vivian,” she whispered. “Have you found where Henry is, where he is living, and anything?”

She still couldn't believe her husband had died. Whenever I came here to see her, she always asked about him and I hadn’t any answer to her questions. I had already sent my best men for the searching process. I had also told my distant crews about Henry, but they got nothing. What they were supposed to find in the ashes. That place turned black besides some dead bodies there was nothing left. And we couldn’t find Henry’s because he was in the warehouse at the time of the blast.

She gazed at me with her tearful eyes, waiting for my answer. “Sorry, Alice, we are working on it.” The only words I could say to her.

She clutched the magazine against her chest. “It’s been two months and you couldn’t even find him.”

How could I find dead people, Alice?

She always shines in the darkness, she always smiles in sorrow, she was hope in despair, but now she was drowning in her own grief. She lost herself; she didn’t know her way.

She dropped her gaze on the magazine on her lap. Henry’s picture in it. He looked handsome and glorious as usual. There was a time when he was a supermodel, but he gave up his modeling career to pursue his sister’s dream.

He used to be a very tough man. I had never expected him to fall in love. The man was always strong, confident, and proud and never let anyone in his path. He never let his emotions out, no matter how much he suffered from inside. It was difficult to believe he fell into a woman with all of his heart. I had never thought that there would come a time when someone would become his weakness, but there she was. Alice. Grief and wrath swallowed me every time, thinking that I couldn’t save Henry.

“I…I want to see him, Vivian. I miss him so much,” she cried out, laying her head on my shoulder. “I can’t live without him.”

I didn’t know what to say, so silence was the best choice.

Minutes passed, and she kept her head on my shoulder. “Alice.” I shook her, but she didn’t open her eyes. “Alice…” I shook her again, but no response. And this time I felt panic in my chest.

I grabbed her wrist and checked her faint pulse. Immediately I pulled out my phone and called the doctor.

*****

The doctor came out after the checkup. “She is not okay.” Her eyes fell into sadness. “She has taken drugs.” She sighed like how much she put an effort to say these words. “It would have been very dangerous for her life and her child. She is three months pregnant and she could have gone into a coma. But she is lucky.”

I clenched my jaw and balled my fists even tighter to control my temper. I hadn’t any pity for that woman; I hadn’t any sympathy for her. I just wanted to slap her hard to make her into her senses. She was fucking stupid. “Thank you, doc,” I said and stormed into her room.

I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at her. An IV was in her arms, and the monitor was connected to her bed. Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, but when she heard my footsteps, she twisted her head towards me. “Vivian, you are still here?”

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I growled.

“What?” She raised her brows in confusion, behaving like she didn't know what I was talking about.

“Did you take drugs?”

She broke her eye contact and gave me my answer. She had taken drugs!

“I could be that shitty I've never thought, Alice!”

“I want to be alone, Vivian.”

How could she be so calm like she did nothing?

“When the first time I saw you with Harley, I thought you could make a great mother, but I was fucking wrong.”

“I'll be a good mother, Vivian,” she whispered.

“By drugging yourself and putting your unborn baby's life in danger? You don’t even have any fucking idea what you are doing to yourself, Alice!”

“I said I want to be alone,” she growled. “I wish he didn’t come to my rescue. If I ever get a choice between my husband or being Kian’s slave, then I choose to be KT's slave. After him, every second of my life has been hard. No matter how much I try to pull through this and take care of myself or my baby, I always fail. I always have nightmares of that blast or sometimes Henry's sad face… I didn’t want to think I lost him…I-I feel like I have nothing left in my life. This house is nothing without him, my life is nothing without him. What would you do if you were in my place, Vivian?”

“Alice, no one will understand your pain better than me because I have already gone through this shit. I have lost my wife. When she was gone next half of me died and half of me was alive because of my daughter. Whenever I see my daughter, I feel Bella is somewhere around me, she is near me. Harley looks exactly like her mother. She is the most precious gift my wife has given to me.” I barely talked about my wife because she was my biggest weakness. I brought my wife that day because I wanted to make Alice believe that she wasn’t alone who had lost love.

I kept silent for a few minutes while waiting for her reply, but she didn’t say a single word. I walked out of the room and didn’t take a bother to glance at her once.

I walked out of the house and headed to my car but then my phone buzzed out. I glanced at the screen and picked up. “Yes,” I said as I was listening to the person on the other line “What!”